Still here
After all the blows
That life has sent us
The gifts of pain
And kisses of doom
Hitting back at the face of the taunting demons
Scornful we stand
At the world that turns against us
Pushing back at every curse that's thrown
Defiant in the blazing ship of our own demise
Shaking our fists to the end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem